An account of my Friday night visit to the town of G*!
After a rush home from work, a rushed change of clothes and a phone call to a certain Portsmouth cab company, I ran from my doorstep to the cab to avoid as much of the downpour as possible.
About halfway through the journey the cab driver, who I have named Tim for blogging purposes, suddenly screamed out...
Tim - "F*******K, F******K, F******K, Oh my God, F*****K"
Me - "What?"
Tim - "F*****k, F****K [bashes stearing wheel]F****K"
Me - "WHAT????"
Tim - "F***K, THE F***KING CLUTCH HAS GONE!!! DON'T WORRY THOUGH, WE CAN MAKE IT!!!"
Me - "It's OK mate, just drop me here"
Tim - "WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME???"
Me - "Erm....Bad luck??"
Tim - "CRAP!!! THE BRAKE HAS GONE!!!"
Me - "WHAT???"
Tim - "OH....no....its ok...we have the brakes..."
Me - [grabs onto cab for life]
Needless to say he didn't get a tip.
So when I got onto the train, I was a little shaken up, but after an hours journey and 60-odd pages of "Eragon" I arrived in G.town, and walked to a friends house for lovely food, good company and general civilized socialising :D
After arriving back in Pompey, I was wandering home when I came across a girl, lying face down with her arms out, in the middle of the road. So I approached her...
Danger - none
Response - a little bit, not at first, but when I asked her to wave she lifted her arm. I could see she was wearing a necklace with her name on it, which she responded to better.
Airway, Breathing, etc. - Fine
She didn't appear to have any injuries and had an alcoholic vomit smell about her, so 3 guesses to why she was in the road.
Next thing I knew a people carrier pull up, crammed full of about 15-20 drunk women, dressed in very little on the way home from a night out. They got out the car and started to panic. My crowd control skills aren't great, especially in these conditions, so I got them to form a human chain across the road to stop the traffic, and to get them out of the way. I think collectively they rang for about 5 ambulances. I wasn't sure that this was the best thing, as the girl was starting to sober up and I was just going to take her home if she didn't have any other problems. But it's good to be sure, and have someone take proper obs.
So
When the ambulance turned up (just one, control caught onto the situation) the paramedics just fell about with laughter at the situation. They assess the girl, who has normal obs, but took her anyway.
The women seemed very appreciative.
"Want a lift home love...?"
"Let me buy you a couple of drinks...!"
"You should be a ambulance person you know...!"
After thanking them for their help, I declined a lift and drink and just walked home and went straight to bed.
Oh what an evening.
*Guildford...just in case you hadn't guessed ;p
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